Law and order at #OWS. Near the New York Stock Exchange.
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I work on system software at work, web development and other odd projects at home. I'm also a piano student (adult beginner), a pack rat who wants to be a minimalist, and a pater familia (but a nice one).
Here is what I do for breakfast sausage.
Mix it up, and store it in those ziplock bags that let you evacuate most of the air. That’s it.
I get my spices from Penzeys. Unfortunately, I’ve never found ground pork (or any kind of pork) at the two closest farmers markets, so I get it from the meat counter at Whole Foods.
I have been using this recipe for bread:
http://www.kingarthurflour.com/recipes/classic-100-whole-wheat-bread-recipe
In case King Arthur Flour stops hosting the page, here are the ingredients:
To get around the messy parts, I use a small Zojirushi bread machine on the “dough” setting to mix the dough. Ordinarily, this loaf would be too big for that machine, but not if you use an oven to do the baking.
To bake the loaf, I use a one pound loaf pan. You bake it at 350℉ for 40 minutes, covering it with aluminum foil after the first 20.
My favorite coffee shop just celebrated their one year anniversary, and my favorite client just sold an essay.
Things seem bad, but they’re not all bad.
As of today, I can no longer send email from sam.falkner@sun.com. I was curious about the last email I ever sent from that address, so I checked. It was a reply, apologizing about not having much in the way of automated test suites for NFSv4 ACLs.
This was the view from my office on the day of the winter solstice. At the time, the weather was very nice, but the forecast is for winter storms, which will plague us on our drive to Minnesota starting two days later.
Cirrus clouds are very prominent in this scene. I have always heard that they foretell a coming storm, but I never imagined that it was as predictable as it was laid out in my grade school science book. There were several jet planes visible just before the photo was taken; not all were leaving contrails. I remember there were at least four visible at once, before I grabbed my iPhone, but the picture only has the contrails.
What really made this stand out for me was the crossed contrails casting a shadow on the cirrus clouds. Since my mind was on the weather, wondering what it would mean for our travel, it was at once foreboding and beautiful.
As far as I can tell, there is no mention of “Heckler’s Joke Shop” on the internet. I hope I’m wrong, but just in case, I’m mentioning it here.
If memory serves, Heckler’s Joke Shop was near 39th and MacArthur in Bethany, Oklahoma. In the 70’s, it was the place to go if you wanted a ring that squirts water or plastic vomit.